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THE PARTY OF THE FARMERS OF THE COUNTRY DISTRICTS. distraction and a hell on earth? "To the American people I would say, the chain are now being forg ed, Intended for our hands. Will we wait the coming of our jailer? Wilt we wait till we are tied hand and foot and cannot help ourselves? Will we not realize the danger and take warning In time? To the In tended victim the crouching pun- 5 ther gives warning by eyes and posture of Its coming leap! So are we warned! Monarchy stoops to spring! Cold, pitiless Monarchy! that would pull over the form of the republic the winding sheet of death! Its god Is Mammon and It seeks to enslave mankind! God forbid that you Intend to supinely permit the act! ISabes now In their mothers' arms are In your keeping! Will you meet to consult for the com mon good? Will you follow chosen leaders, that union, system, organ ization, momentum and success may be given to our cause? Or, will you Join the herd that knows only self, that brings disunion and The latter are limbed as human be ings, but otherwise are wormy, creeping things! No! You will do your part! Each boy, each girl, each man, each woman, will be like heroes in the strife!!" 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 : 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 4 I believe that Mr. Rryan will carry this year states which even his most enthusiastic supporters hardly dream of his carrying. The condi tions closely parallel those In ISM. when Mr. Cleveland swept the coun try In a way that amazed even his campaign managers. But should this be so, the democratic party ought not to lose sight of those great west ern agricultural commonwealths in which the movement toward radical and progressive democracy had In fact its Inception, and to which the nation must turn In future years for any effort to counteract the nar row, reactionary and machine-made views of too many of our eastern city democratic organizations. 1 believe that If the democratic party Is to be come u party of progress and reform It must Bhake off the idea of holding to tne cities as a source of strength and must be what the republican party was in the days of Its power and Ha glory, in the days of Lin coln, the party of the farmers, and of the country districts. WILLIS J. ABBOTT, Manager Democratic National Press Bureau. SHORT STORIES. ( MILLIE'S BOY, Marthy had heard the goszlp. There to always some one to repeat un pleasant news. And the faded cheek of the little sewing woman flushed a dull red at the tidings that she was being talked about In the village where he had grown up. "D'ye mean folks are talking about Die on account of my friendliness for Joe Wllber?' she asked. "If they are, you tell "em to go right ahead an' talk. Tell 'em that for me." Her rough little hands trembled over the dress lengths in her lap and Miss Perkins saw her eyes flash with a new dignity as she continued: "It's a pity If a woman of my age can't be trusted to conduct herself in a proper man ner." "That's so, Marthy, an", of course, everybody has got respect for you. But this strange young feller, that don't ap pear to be more'n a boy, comin' along n' keepln' company with you does look surus, an no mistake. "Keepln' company with me!" Marthy repeated the words and then laughed. A ringing laugh of other' days. "Why, Mary Ann Perkins! I'm old enough to be his mother. I should have been his mother. Don't you knew who he is?" Miss Perkins lifted a head full of as tonishment to reply: "He ain't John Wllber's " "That's who It Is, Mary Ann. I never blamed John for going away from me like the neighbors blamed him. It There Is no proposition In politics clearer than the above statement. Thus It Is shown that the responsibility of preserving our form of gov ernment and of advancing the welfare of the nation in a safe and sub stantial way, ko that all our people my prosper, rest first of all with "the farmers and the people In the country districts." . A few years ago. when the Farmers' Alliance was an active factor In public arfalrs and the "farmers of the country districts" with their wives, their sans and their daughters, were reading and were holding nightly meetings in red school houses on ten thousand hills, they caus ed the tide of political thought of thenation to radically change and now the great democratic party Is forced to seek aid and comfort at their hands. The great mass of the common people will cheerfully respond to this appeal for help and no doubt success will be achieved at the polls in November. Hut, fur the immediate present, while the battle wages the flercest.and for the future, when our strongest and best equipped men In all walks of life are to be put on duty In the wonderful recons trucllon era, of our government. It Is plainly to be seen how necessary It Is to be well and thoroughly Informed. Nearly all of the world's greatest men were those who had just a little schooling. They had only passed through the primer grade and Ihus with ..ime foundation to build upon they made themselves leaders In every falling which man has filled. Those who desire to put themselves at perfect ease when In the so ciety of those who Intelligently discuss the great political problems of the am and who desire to eiju;p thems-elves to become a match for any man who may Issue a rhnllenge that matchless book. "Coin on Money, Trusts aril Imperialism," is recommended by all the great thinkers and leaders in the reform movement. W. H. Harvey, one of the purest and greatest statesmen of the times, in the personage of "Co4n," the boy schoolmaster, i duces these great problems to language so simple and plain, yet so entertaining and forceful, as to thoroughly qualify every reader to heed the admonition of the poet who wrote: "In lire's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of life, lie not like dumb, driven cattle lie a hero In the strife." Write direct to Hon. W. .11. Harvey, Studio Rulldlna-. corner State and Ohio streets, Chicago, and supply yourself with a copy of this won derful A U C lesson In politics of the present day. The price Is 25 cents per copy, postpaid. What "Coins Financial School" was to the sliver discussion of 1W5-6, "Coin on Money, Trusts and Imperialism" Is to the greater Issues of 1900. To those who are especially Interested In the present great issues, we would suggeHt that they read the advertisement to be seen elsewhere In this paper of "Seven Valuable Looks" for one dollar. would have been worse If he hadn't when he found out that that he didn't oare as much for me as he thought he did before Millie came home from school. It would have been wicked If he married me then. ''I used to think sometimes that they would write to me. Hut they never did. Likely they thought I'd be mad. But I never was, and I never heard a word about how they were getting along, aidn't know whether they were dead or living, until one day last spring I looked up to see Joe standing in that very door. He was pale and ick look ing, and he asked me for a drink of water;. I almost fainted, for he seemed the living Image of John as he was when he went away. "I asked him his name and he told me. Told me how his folks had died when he was a little chap, and how he had been drifting around without a home or friends. He didn't know me, out tne iaitq remembered me, I guess. Anyway, I said a prayer of thankful ness to Him for sending the boy that hould have heen mine to be. It eemed Just what I'd been walling for all the time. I made him stay, and he Is good and loving as my own son could be. "And now that he has got steady work In the factory, he says I must give up sewing and he will take care Df me. tin you can tell Miss Johnson 1 don't want to make her dress. Meb oe I am foolish, and perhaps folks have a right to laugh at me for a silly ld mttid. Hut you can tell 'em that foe Wllber Is my nephew more than :hat, he Is the son of the man I loved rvhen I was a young girl, and love yet, now that I am an old woman, and shall iove when I meet him In eternity, and toll him that I have tried to be a mother to his and Millie's boy." Chi cago Journal. I couldn't hear what they said, and I was glud, because as It was 1 didn't have to move, although they were evi dently talking Intimately. But I did hear a "Good-by Rufus." Rufus? Why, of course. A bucolic sweetheart of my own from the next town, where I had spent some summer vacations with my mother. Poor old Rufus! And I had forgotten the dear good soul entirely! My thoughts ran back to those days, and then and there I remembered that It was at that house I had first missed the picture of Roger. I put two and two together In a mo ment, and I was in Alice's room before breakfast asking as easily as I could, V ho's that pretty boy you showed me the other day, Alice, in the military Jacket?" Alice looked up the picture aaln and announced with true embarrassment ana great feeling: "It's a photograph, that's all. I don't know who It Is. Rufus gave it to me because it looked like his brother I he cared for me, and he was lost at sea and Rufus is, and he likes me too. Alice must have been surprised for I kissed her in the middle of the little story she was telling, and then I rushed to find Roger, and cried Into his collar and said: "It's al right, Roger, darling; she didn't even know you, and you didn't, and I didn't and he didn't. Oh, R. to A. I'm so happy, and I don't care one bit any more for ever." Which Incoherent story I elab orated to the dear boy's satisfaction later. Boston Post. "Aiigry," she whispered. "No; but all this time I have been trying to win him for myseif, and you knew it, Daisy." "Yes, I know it, Rupertlne. But a heart that could have been won away from me thus would scarcely hav oeen worm acceptance, so I let you try." "Mr. Ardham," cried Rupertlne, Ir ber natural voice once more, "you have chosen well. Daisy la the very one to be a minister's wife." "I think so, too," Bald Mr. Ardham, in a tone of quiet self-gratulation. And so Mlsa Rupertlne Cliffgate's summer flirtation was all love' la.bor lost." ALL IS FAIR IN LOVE. HER FLIRTATION. AN OLD PHOTOGRAPH. THOUSANDS OUT OF WORK. The Republican Managers Facing a Serious Situation, Chicago. (Special) Republican lead ers are In a distressed state of mind, tiorderlnrr upon despair, over the re cent closing of mills and factories and reduction of wages in other manufac turing establishments in and near Chl ago. Coming en the heels of alarming dis closure concerning the situation In the Pennsylvania coal region, the Hatiiri l'ayno syndicate Is almost ready to throw up Its job In dopulr. Kevial leading republicans declare openly that the events of the last week have ut. terly lost to MeKbihy the labor vole of the country. THOUSANDS OCT OF EMPLOY. MEN'T. Williln the last four days ore great inattiifai tutiiig plan I in Chicago ht.t closed lis doors Indefinitely, throwing DUO skilled nw haiib s out of employ ment. A portion of another plant han auspcmlea work, mulcting sou men Idle, while In n third 3,IKj0 men have keen laid off and iiie wages of the remainder reduced fiom li to '0 par cent. Nine hundred men are made Idle by the closing of the Hlernens & Halke electric plant In Orant, a Chicago su burb. The men who have been thrown cut tif employment say that the condition luis been forced through the sale of the works lo the Oeneral Electric com pany. Ofliclals Biislgn the closing of the factory to sevetal causes, prlmlpal among which Is lalwir (lllllciillles. They y they cannot pay reasonable wages and compete with eastern fu.'to.es. The plant whs chartered n IM) v llh ll.HeO.OOO common and $7a0,000 preferred lw k. Wllhird T. Black, Urn secretary nd treasurer of tha company, said: "If Bryan Is elected the factory will never start up," A CUT THROAT GAME." The Deering Harvester company of this city a member of the Harvester trust has reduced Its working force from 7,000 to 3,000 men. The wag's of those retained have been reduced from If, to 40 per cent. The wages of W) nnisners were reuueeu from JI.W per day to J'.2! per day. The president of the Deering com pany is a member of the board of trustees of Northwestern university, and recently took a (onspleuoua part in forcing President Henry Wade Rog ers to retire frotn the Institution be cause be declared himself opposed lo tiiits and Imperialism. On h'nturday the plate and rail mills of the Illinois steel plant at South Chi cago were closed down "until aftr election and possibly Indefinitely." Kight hundred m n are left idle. The mills belong to the Federal steel tru:t. H-re me 5,7'H) men thrown out of employment In less than a week ut the dictum of three trusts, and labor ing men ore wondering what will next occur. One thing is certain. They can neither be coaxed nor bullied Into vot ing for McKlniey. It Is reported that I t Russia a rpeclai harness has been ctntrlved with u wire connected with a small electric battery, and this Is put on horses dim cult to manage. A slight shock Is stated to have not only the effort ot rousing the animal lo the required brisk pace, but of getieially benefiting his health. The freshman clnss which enters the university of Chlii;i October 1 wii, undoubtedly be the lnrg-t on record The dormltorhs ore turning iway ioi.ni stehets, and the rush Is starring lo fill up dosses. The freshmen last sear nuiiiUieJ COO. The train left us at a hare little sta (lon, far beyond the town we were go ing to, and we went back grumbling on our tracks, a dusty, unshady mile, to our boarding house. And then we llscovered It to be one we had picked nut for our choicest disregard as the train passed by. But we were sorry only until the door opened. The hall was large and cool and sweet, like Mrs. Putney herself, who held our hands ami brooded over us with sincere and copi ous pity for our dustry plight. "My daughter, Alice," she said pre lentlng a pretty girl who came for ward to take us to our room. "My wire, Alice, will be rharmed with a name chum." Roger said merri ly, and we were all at home together at once, though we had known one mother no more than six minutes by the clock. I should have been a cynic, Indeed, lo expect trouble of any kind to np penr, and for three whole days bliss reigned. I did think at times that Alice seemed a trifle sad or preoccupied. She smiled half-hcart-illy at Roger's Jolly lug, and went alKiut silently for the most part, kciplng much by herself. She paid even less attention to Roger than my exacting pride reoulreil. As I said, I was riot a cynic, and, therefore, not pre pared for woe, wh n one day I saw among some treasures Alice was showing me In her room a faded old photograph of Rorrcr In his schoolboy days. There was no chance of mistake. The "R. to A." at the bot tom of the card -I could have known It by that alone. I almost caught It out of her hands, I was so glad to see It, for I had lout It In our betrothal flays and never ceased to grlcva about It. But the picture was In Alice's hand and she was looking earnestly and aadly and wistfully at It. I turned away with my heart full. I did not doubt Alice, and did not distrust Roger. 1 went over every possible circumstance and back helpty-ssly to the one simple fact. Alice had and evidently held as a treasured possession a picture of Roger, and yet appeared not. to know him when we met her. All In the dim dawn one morning Alice came out to help the milkman pull the milk out of the well, and, as they moved about, I thought I noticed something familiar about tha man, "And is that all the news?" saucily demanded Rupertlne Cliffgate. "Wid ow Priekett married again and Alice Brown gone to Colorado and young Morris built a new house. That Isn't much to happen in eight weeks. Dear, dear, how stupid the country is, after New York. "That's all," said Daisy, solemnly. "Except,, Oh! I had almost forgotten to mention him the new minister." "A new minister?" echoed Bupertlne "Oh, I remember old Mr. Ward did resign, Just before I went away. And there's a new minister, eh? What sort of a man is he? Does he wear specta cles and quote the Proverbs of Solomon throigh his nose?" "Oh, no!" sard Daisy, half indignant ly. "Why, he's only twenty-five, and has the finest dark eyes and" "Unmarried?" interrupted Rupertlne, breathlessly. "So they say and perfectly devoted to his books and studies." is he?' retorted Miss Rupertlne. "Well, then, after all, I shall not be obliged to let rny sword of conquest rust In Its sheath. I'll teach this young dominie that the 'proper study of man kind Is man' or rather woman. We'll go to church tomorrow, Daisy." "Rupcrtine!" "Well, what are you opening your round blue eyes so wide for? I've got a white Swiss muslin dress trimmed with white rullles and pink ribbon, which I think will about settle Mr. Mr. " "Ardham," put in Daisy, demurely. "And a very pretty name, too well it will settle Mr. Ardhum's business for him. Oh, I tell you what, Daisy, thes" young ministers are no more invulnera ble than the rest of the world, with their long faces and their solemn ways." Rupertlne kept her word and went to church the net day. Mr. Ardham saw her; he could scarcely have helped that, for Dr. CUfffiate's pew was In tne very rront of tne middle aisle and Rupertlne smiled secretly to herself to observe the momentary inattention which caused him almost to lose his place In the hymn-book, whose leaves he was turning over. "I'll teach him to put Pt. Rupertlne 'amon-r the list of canonized beings yet,' " said the coquette to herself. Rupertlne walked up to the pason age the next day with Daisy. Old Mrs. Kershaw, who kept house for Mr. Ard ham, stared as if a butterfly had flown Into a dungeon. "I didn't know you was one of the workers, Miss Tiny." said she. "Oh, well, Mrs. Kershaw," said the beauty. "I'm tired of fashion end friv olity, and 7 want to work Just an Daisy, here, does." j, And when Mr. Ardham came down to the old Cliffgate house one autumn evening Rupertlne went down to, see him, with a curious thrill at her heart, as though It hungered for something afar off. "Miss Rupertlne, " frankly began the your.g minister, "I have long waited to t.-ll you something." "Yes?" Rupertlne leaned graciously toward him. "of course, it Is a matter of pome Importance to me, but whether It will be to you or not" "Can you doubt that, Mr. Ardham?" she asked, meltirigly. "Will, then; I am thinking of being marrbd:" "You will tell me to whom?" "That was my intention in coming here tonight. Miss Cliffgate, I fear you will think me presumptuous." "Try me and see!" she smiled. "I have no such fears." "It Is a relief to hear you say thnt. I have engaged myself to marry your sister, Daisy!" Rupertlne started to her feet, every drop of the scarlet blood in her veins seeming to tingle. "Mr. Ardham! since when?" "Since before - you returned from New York, Miss Rupertlne, and I have only just succeeded in Inducing her to allow me to tell you." "Daisy! The rogue; the darling little hypocrite," cried Rupertlne, hardly knowing whether to be angry or pleased. But Daisy's arms around her neck changed the burst of of word. "You are not angty, dear?" Ethel Woodyet, the Darling Down squatter's daughter, was slightly co quettish, as pretty and spirited girls generally are before they discover their masters. This was until she had reached her seventeenth year. Then she began to grow softer and more sympathetic to those whom she had formerly sent away in such deejetion. Jack Lefoy, her father's gentlemanly but reckless manager, she spoke gently to instead of with her former scorn of careless girlhood. She knew he worshipped the ground she walked over, and would let no one else groom, feed or saddle her horse. She honored his respect as she pitied his hopeless affection, but while she said "Poor Jack!" admired his handsome figure and strong, noble face she sighed that he did not come up to her Ideal, as her first fancy. But by and by her hero came along. Hon. John Brand was certainly a noble-looking man. Dark, nale- cheeked, thoughtful, exceedingly well groomed, he was exactly the kind of man, only an inch shorter than Jack Lefoy, who was 6 feet 2 in his stock ings. He had a handsome, well-filled out figure, not yet too fat, white and even teeth, with thin, straight nose, and the most silky of black mustaches and beards. " Hon. John Brand bore the reputation of a mighty hunter. He had brought to England trophies of his skill and prow ess from India, Africa and the Rocky mountains. Hon. John Brand rode easily and gracefully as he did everything, and as Ethel watched him furtively, she felt satisfied, safe and happy. She was taking him to a stalagmitic cave in the ranges, which was one of the few sights of the district. "We are almost at the gully where the cave is, Mr. Brand, and fifteen miles from civilization. "They have not seemed five, Miss Ethel. Do you often come here?" "No, nor would I now unless I was with a brave man. Because the natives ire still sometimes troublesome in these parts." "Indeed!" stammered Hon. John, growing a shade paler, while his lower lip trembled. "Is that why you told me to bring my gun and revolver?" "Yes," answered Ethel, noticing his agitation, and hastening to reassure him. "But don't be at all uneasy about me. I am perfectly safe with you." At this moment the most savage and startling yells rose from every side fo them, while a shower of spears sped from unseen hands and rattled against the rocks behind. "Merciful heaven." shrieked Hon. John Brand, as he dropped on his face, and rolled Instantly Into the cave, In an apparent paroxysm of mortal agony leaving poor Ethel outside. What Is that? Shots in the gully? Aye some one Is coming to the rescue and shooting as he speeds near. The gunpowder smoke drives into the cave and at last leaves her vision clear to what is occurring outside Here comes poor Jack Lefoy, empty ing his revolver to right and left. In heroic style, with the reins in his glis tening teeth and his blue eyes blazing. "Ah, safe, little girl?" cried Jack loudly. "I am, but I fear Mr. Brand Is killed." "Let's find out,-the danger Is past." said Jack Lefoy as he strikes a match on his riding pants and holds it up. Wlieat Hear? Ceor Waa tar. In the late seventies Henry George, the singletaxreformer.cameeasi from California. He was desperately poor auu nau uui lew acquaintances. Shortly after his arrival he lectured before the Saturday Ethical club of New York, where bus brilliant oratory and shabby alitire made so striking a contrast as to excite the sympathy of those present. After he left the club appointed committee to aid hiui in getting up public lecture. Anions oilier, the committee included Seth Low, who was then engaged in business. He was in consultation at the time, and the coiaiiiitiee were in a hurry, so he told them to send him a lot of tickets. Tbey forwarded 20 to him the same day and felt happy at having secured fid for the lectture fund. The next morn ing came a letter of thanks from Mr. Low praising the lecturer's intellec tuality and inclosing a check for $250. The affair was a success, nettingr about $300, so that President Low may be said to have been the first man to start Mr. George on his eastern career. Twenty years later, in 1897, Mr. Low was a citizen's candidate and Mr. George the labor candidate for mayor oi iew lork. The latter made a vig orous campaign pnd in all his speech es advised all the oiti.ens, if tiicy could not voite for him, to vote for his friend Suth Low, and on one occasion he said that if it bad not been for the "'" ue wouiu no: oe mere as a can didate. Few understood his full mean iug. Saturday Evening Post. How He i.ut HI Start "There is r young man in Chicago," says a local physician, "who now has a good business and bright prospects who secured his start in life uy secur ing $4 that did not belong to him. I hardly know under what to class the incident of obtaining the money. I will let the Btory explain his aotions. Ihlo VCUIiT liiuli arrived in Ciiifsiim one day without funds, but wkh plenty of nerve and push. He wanted mon ey to secure a meal and pay his room -rent until he could secure a position. Believing he could find some man who would help him if he told his story in a straightforward manner, he entered a cigar establishment in Dearborn street. He was about to explain his condition and ask for assistance until he could get a position when the pro prietor looked up with a fierce scowl, tie turned to his partner, and they held a consultation in a whisper for a few moments. 'Sow, take this $1 and don't bother me about that bill again. That's all you will get, and now you can get out of this place in a hurry,' exclaimed the storekeeper. "The young man was pushed to ward the door with the money in his hand, and, try as he would, the store- . keeper would not let him talk. Once in the street the bewildered fellow considered the matter in every detail and decided to keep the money. This he did, and a month or go later he agaiin walked into the cigar store and told his sstory and returned the man. ey." Chicago News. Hon. John Krand was discerned In the act of getting up. He had heard t'.ie magical words, "The danger is past and recovered his senses quickly. Ho was likewise un wounded. "Oh," cried Kthe! In disgust. "Tuke me home, Jack Lefoy." The next day Hon. John Prnnd went forth with his valet to pastures new. Thioe months aft:-r this, , Ethel changed her name from Wood ye tt to Lefoy. Ucr Jack the real Jack, was able to satisfy Squatter Woodyet t as to his future prospects, his fathtr be ing the earl of Mayblorsom ami him self the eldest eon. He never told his wife, however, even when she became Countess May blossom, and would thus have forgiv en her lojd any trick for love's sweet sake, that he had been at school with Hon. John Ilrand, and, then fore, knew his peculiarities. Nor did he tell her that the natives were a friendly tribe whom he had bribed to net this Utile drama, so that he might win hi luve. Buffalo News. THE POLITIC WAY, "Yes, Algernon, I will be your wife!" she Said simply. The heart of the bronzed soldier beat high with Joy. "Then you have not forgolttti me?" he exclaimed. "I may have .forgotten ynu, hut 1 hope I haven't forgotten my manners!" she replied, with something of hau teur. h course,' It Is always the polIU thing to comply with requests. Tlie Absent laiuded Professor. I have a (story of a cent I Oman nna engaged in educational work which is, I think, somewhat remarkable and i also quite true. This gentleman was once professor of mathemutics in a fine iiew England college. He was greatly interested in the work and de voted himself so wholly to it that a natural tendency which he had to ab sentmindedness became much accen tuated. One day when he had guests at din ner and was helping them to fish from a platter he took a plate bottom aide up, put a hsh on the bottom of the plate and handed k thusto oi-e of the guests. There was a laugh at once, and his wife said, "My dear, if your absenimindedness has gone so far that you areservingpeople food on the bot toms of plates, I shall insist on your resigning your professorship." She did insist on it, and he resigned and went into another and more gen eral field of teaching. He is still a lit tle inclined to be forgetful like some of the rest of us but he has never since served food on the bottom of f plate. Boston Transcript. It is disappearing fast; it has al most vanished, the London of Pepys; but a few traces of it are still left and should be visited by lovers of the past and readers of the famous "Diary" before they are entirely swept nway. Jiegrot can never cease that a threatening of blindness should have forced Pepys to close his manuscript '14 years before his death and ihatthu it should only depict 11 years of his lite for lis. Yet, as Mr. Lowell said, "the lightest part of the diary is of value, historically, for it enables one to see the London of 200 years ago. and, what is more, to see it with the eager eyes of Pepys;" while there wi.l ne lew ol its readers who will denv ilint "there is probably more invohni tliry humor in PepvV Diary than in miy book extant. Pall Mall liuea zinc. There are in Montana winnhires of beauty and value, biiftlicy have never been as Kystonuiticallv worked iimIiu.j. been the sapphires of the nr!..t,l rue, they lire Light in color, but they ae more brilliancy thnn 'the Asian sapphires mid often exhibit (lienor- ism, or double color, under different lights. The supposition that a hiiii- phire should be dark blue is possibly P sponsible for the slowness of their iicecpniuice in the market, but ns a mut ter of fact sapphires lire not of ne- cssity blue', they are green, vellnw. ntrplc, white and when they ore rcil ve call them rubies, for the mhv .( sapphire tire Idennienlly the same, save for a fraction of It per cent of olr.ring metier, Brooklyn Kngle. Fallot- trousers, or "trombone, fiimts, ns they have Mometimra ! rxiuind In bell shape at the Ik. il.'cil. H lo be more easily kicked off oi esse of the wenrcr'a fnln,... 'he waiter.
